You say it's accidental, but it's on purpose
It seems like you have too many special interests
Quiver and quake, I'm paralyzed by your mistake
I think you're not, not quite right
Difficulty on top of difficulty
On top of weak parts, false start, damaged downhill
You said something between my hair
I nearly met my end right there
I've never been good at keeping secrets

Cracked and broke
You thought I choked

Not now, not now
Not anytime soon
There's no telling, no telling
Could happen to you
Not today, not tomorrow, not Sunday at noon
Not telling, not saying
I might do to you